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“Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls, and just wanted to go to sleep forever?”
― Bo Goldman

“She wears the braid every day and always, by lunchtime, the curls and ringlets of her thick mane have managed to escape in rebellious little tendrils. But she refuses to surrender to that hair of hers, and every morning, it goes back into the braid.”
― Gayle Forman, If I Stay

“I was used to waiting for her. As a child I'd waited for hel all the time, but it never annoyed me because I didn't have the one thing that unfailingly stole hours from her life. 'Sorry I'm late' she used to say. 'It was my hair again. And she spoke of it as if it was an affliction like asthma or a limp or a problem heart, one that slowed her down”
― Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

“Some boys feel they are like girls,
They are gentle, and like their hair in curls.”
― Christina Engela, Other Kids Are Kids Almost Just Like You

“Her hair falls loose in a cascade of black curls, caught in a crown of magenta bougainvillea.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“Baby Cooper and Aaron running around causing trouble,鈥� Dad said, setting an album on Lark鈥檚 lap. 鈥淎aron was a very good baby. Didn鈥檛 cry at all. Not once.鈥�
When I laughed, Dad gave me a wink. 鈥淗ere was our boy at three months.鈥�
Lark looked at the picture and laughed. Knowing exactly what she thought was so funny, I explained, 鈥淭hey thought they were adopting a girl, so I wore pink those first few months.鈥�
鈥淏abies grow so fast at that age,鈥� Mom said. 鈥淣o reason to waste money on new clothes when he wouldn鈥檛 know the difference.鈥�
Lark laughed at this comment and kept laughing until the pictures reached when I was three.
Her eyes moistened and again I was the one to explain. 鈥淟ark鈥檚 little brother died around that age.鈥�
As Mom and Dad descended on her with hugs, I never saw my girl look so startled. Life was different for her now. No longer was she struggling to survive in a dysfunctional family of revolving fathers and a cold mother. Now, she was a Barnes and we were fully functional and only slightly on the weird side.
鈥淵ou have curls,鈥� she cooed, running her finger over a picture of me at five.
鈥淚 loved those curls,鈥� Mom said.
鈥淪he put barrettes in those curls,鈥� I muttered, standing behind the three of them as they looked through the album. Ignoring my parents鈥� laughter, I continued, 鈥淚 begged to have my hair shaved short. Once it was, I never looked back.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Cobra